Talking made him feel better. Sometimes it made him laugh. More often, it made him cry. The letting go felt good. But the searching for answers never stopped.
Now, the knot in Kevin’s stomach often loosens. His younger brother tells a dumb joke about the chicken crossing the road and he laughs. The wounds are starting to heal. And sometimes things are almost as they were. He forgets all about Brad. The pain is gone. Then, like a ghost, it reappears. When he’s playing baseball on a hot summer afternoon, or when he opens a bedroom dresser drawer and finds an old shirt he once loaned to Brad. How could he ever forget?
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